Saturday, March 10, 2012

It has been a long cold winter

The wind comes to be warm. After the rain, the season exactly changes. People say that here comes the spring. We greet the brilliant day with cherry blossoms. I will walk along a beautiful river. The cherry blossom flowers have fleeting lives. Petals imply the warmer wind. Then I feel the next step of my life. There is nothing that nothing happens in a year. As long as I live, maybe.

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